The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 102 Give Me a Name

Zhi Xing's eyes flickered, and she said in a low voice: "Your Highness, please take pity on Zhi Xing. Zhi Xing is grateful."

"How can I express my gratitude?" Ye Jingnian said in a hoarse voice and gently touched her earlobe.

Feeling the warm breath beside her ear, Zhixing slowly closed her eyes, put her arms around his waist, and leaned on his chest.

Ye Jingnian's eyes were dim, and he smiled hoarsely, "Zhi Xing, there's no need to be so proactive. What I like is your youthfulness." He curled the corners of his lips slightly and put his hand on her back, but the person in his arms was shaking violently.

He raised his hand and lifted the girl's chin, wanting to take a look at her pretty face.

What caught my eye were the finger marks on the cheeks, as well as traces of scratches.

His fingertips gently stroked her, and the stinging feeling made her subconsciously flinch.

Being looked at like this by him, the girl, who was already distraught, had red eyes and crystal tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes. Upon closer inspection, she saw that her eyelids were a little swollen, as if she had just cried.

The trembling just now was not due to nervousness in front of him, but because of crying.

She bit her lip until it hurt, and slowly stood up. She didn't look at him, didn't explain, but just looked into the distance with her empty eyes, her tightly pursed lips looking extremely aggrieved.

Ye Jingnian frowned and his voice softened a little: "Did the Crown Princess hit you?"

Even though Yan Chuan disliked her, no one dared to touch a hair on her head without his order. There was only one person who dared to do this to her.

Hearing this, Zhi Xing's nose turned red and tears began to fall, with the hot tears dripping onto his fingertips.

Ye Jingnian took a deep breath, hugged her into his arms, raised his hand to stroke the back of her head, and said, "Zhi Xing, I don't care about the concubines and maids in the mansion, but you can't touch the Crown Princess, remember."

Zhixing bit her lips hard, her whole body trembling, and her thin body gradually became colder along with her chilled heart.

She leaned her forehead on his chest for a long time, then raised her hand to untie her belt and took off her pure white clothes.

Ye Jingnian was surprised by her uncharacteristic appearance. Looking at her snow-white skin, his throat rolled and he clenched his fists.

"Give me a status, Your Highness." Zhixing looked up at him, her tearful eyes like a pitiful little deer.

As long as Ye Jingnian didn't touch her, she had no reason to ask him for a legitimate status. Without a legitimate status, Bai Muling could bully her endlessly.

Seeing Ye Jingnian staring at her face unmoved, Zhi Xing felt even more humiliated and ashamed. Compared with the beauty of the Crown Princess, her behavior was simply self-humiliating.

She clenched her fists and choked up, her eyes full of resentment. She looked at him fearlessly and said, "Zhi Xing will not touch the Crown Princess, but I just want to ask Your Highness, what exactly is Zhi Xing in your eyes?"

She frowned and said with trembling lips and teeth: "The Crown Princess asked me today, and I can't answer."

Ye Jingnian's breathing was unstable. He leaned over and kissed her lips fiercely. Mixed with the salty tears, he felt a little blocked in his heart.

The Prince's Mansion was peaceful and quiet tonight, and Yan Chuan was tactful enough not to disturb it. However, even so, Zhi Xing was still disappointed.

Ye Jingnian could play with so many women, but even if she took the initiative, he was still unwilling to take the last step.

Ye Jingnian held her on his lap and let her lean gently against his chest.

Zhi Xing could not hide the frustration in her eyes. She looked a little dazed after crying for a long time. Her snow-white skin was dotted with red butterflies, which was very eye-catching.

Ye Jingnian raised his hand and stroked her stiff face. His rough fingertips stroked her trembling lips, and then he held her slender and trembling hand and said, "I will let you be my maid. From now on, you and Yan Chuan will follow me. Don't worry, no one in the mansion can beat you again."

Hearing this, Zhi Xing's slightly closed eyes opened a little, and she raised her eyebrows in disbelief: "An accompanying maid? The Prince's Mansion didn't have one before." Ye Jingnian leaned over and kissed her cheek gently, saying: "Now we have one."

A month later, at night.

Sheng Yunqing was trapped in a nightmare, frowning anxiously, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

In the dream, Ye Jinchen was riding a brown-red horse and fighting on the battlefield. Amidst the flying dust, he looked heroic in his battle robe.

A sharp spear stabbed towards his chest, but he dodged it with his nimble body, and a sword came from behind.

They had been fighting like this for many days and nights. There was a burst of murderous intent on the distant city wall, and a poisoned dart was shot. He couldn't dodge it in time, and the poisoned dart pierced through his armor and stabbed into his chest.

Black poisonous blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. His sword-holding hand became unstable and he fell to the ground.

On the chaotic battlefield, there were the sounds of horse hooves, the roars of soldiers fighting, and bursts of crisp bells coming from afar.

"Ye Jinchen!" Sheng Yunqing screamed and woke up in panic, gasping for breath.

"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Sheng Yuting asked worriedly, "Child, did you have a nightmare?"

Sheng Yunqing raised his hand and pressed his temple. Ye Jinchen's letter was two days late. He heard that the situation in the northern border was critical and he couldn't get away.

She frowned uneasily and said, "Daddy, I dreamed that Ye Jinchen was in danger."

Hearing this, Sheng Yuting also panicked and said, "Oh, what should we do? Qing'er's dreams are always accurate. Can you tell me your fortune and see if there is any way to resolve it?"

Sheng Yunqing responded, stood up, lit a candle, sat at the table and carefully told Ye Jinchen's fortune. After a long while, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, there is a way to save him."

I thought of the sound of bells in my dream, and vaguely, it seemed that there were black bugs crawling on the tree.

She took out a pen and paper, drew out the direction that could help Ye Jinchen turn danger into safety according to her memory, and sent someone to deliver it to the battlefield overnight.

Not long after, Ye Jinchen's letter arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, and Sheng Yunqing finally felt relieved.

She stroked the words on the letter and vaguely saw a pair of delicate lips in the firelight in the dark night. Along with the sound of silver bells, several black beetles were crawling in the darkness.

Sheng Yunqing frowned. The insect made her uneasy. If she was not mistaken, it was a poisonous insect from the deep mountains of the neighboring country of Western Shu.

But no matter how uneasy he was, that was the only way for Ye Jinchen to turn danger into safety.

She looked up at the sky and sighed, not knowing when Ye Jinchen would come back.

Winter comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes, and in the blink of an eye it is already the early spring of the second year.

Zhenbeihou Mansion, Qingya Pavilion.

The sound of a baby crying came from inside the house.

Sheng Qiuyao gave birth to a baby boy, and in the blink of an eye, he is already four months old.

Sheng Yunqing picked up the baby and teased him, saying, "Whose baby is this? It's so cute. It turns out to be our Qiqi."

Ming Qi was very happy when he saw Sheng Yunqing. He stretched out his hands and smiled at her. His little face was rosy and very cute.